Nick Eastwood: Suck show for the sitter

She'd had the same argument with Tom the night before, and she knew how to handle it. She started running her fingers up and down Bob's wrist-thick boner, and the big man groaned and shivered. Thick hot cream started oozing from his prick.

"Mmmmm," Darla exclaimed, "just what I wanted."

She dipped her head down, and Bob saw her little pink tongue flash out. As it contacted the swollen sensitive head of his cock, he gasped with pleasure. In fact he damned near came in her face.

"Damn it, Darla, cut that out," he croaked. Darla didn't seem to hear him. She was swishing her hot tongue all over the purple head of his prick, lapping up his dribbling cock cream. She rolled the stuff around in her mouth, savoring it, and then gulped it down.

"Mmmmm, yeah!" she gurgled. "I love doing this, Bob. I hope you enjoy it, too."

"Oh, shit!" Bob sighed.

For years he'd fantasized a cock-hungry teenaged girl going down on him, and now it was happening. He could hardly control his lust. He knew he should get away from her, but it felt so good, he didn't want to move.

"Darla," he said shakily, "this is wrong. I'm married, and I'm almost old enough to be your father. You really oughta get it on with guys your own age."

Darla was too busy eating his cock juice to reply. She could have told him that her folks didn't let her date yet and that he was the only man available to her, but why bother? In a few minutes she'd have him so turned on, he wouldn't care.

As fast as the hot salty cream bubbled up in his piss hole, she speared it up with the pointed tip of her tongue and drew it into her hungry mouth. She felt like she could never get enough of the stuff. She found herself drooling all over the engorged head of his prick.

Meanwhile Bob was having a fight between his conscience and his cock. He knew right from wrong, but his cock didn't care. It just wanted more of that exciting tonguing. It drooled away very happily, feeding Darla more and more hot prick cream.

Bob tried reasoning with himself, but he got it all backwards. He found himself wondering what was so wrong with letting the girl lick his cock meat. After all, he'd gone down on her, so why shouldn't she do the same for him?

He just wouldn't fuck her, that was all. He grimly vowed that no way on earth would he do that. But it would be okay to let her give him some head. That wasn't really cheating on Kim. Or so he told himself.

"Okay, honey," he said hoarsely, "let me get more comfortable."

Darla grinned triumphantly. She had him now, she was sure of it. She let him stretch out on the couch, and then she crawled between his legs, lowered her head, and went on licking up his delicious thick cock juice.

"Mmmmm, uuummmm," she moaned.

Now that Bob had given up fighting her, he could completely relax and enjoy what she was doing to him. With hot horny eyes he watched her little tongue racing around the head of his cock, and he felt hot stabs of pleasure.

Then she dug the stiff tip of her tongue right into his piss hole and reamed out all the hot juice she could get. She cleaned out the cleft of his prick. Wanting still more cock cream, she opened her mouth wide and slid it down around his rigid throbbing cockshaft.

"Awwwww, shit, yeah," Bob groaned, "suck my cock, baby!"

It would be the perfect conclusion to their little scene, he thought. He'd preserve his marriage vows and satisfy his conscience by not fucking her, but he'd still have a hell of an adventure. It was enough for them to eat each other.

Darla's mouth wasn't very big, and she couldn't take in very much of his massive hard-on, but she did a terrific job with what she got. Drawing in her cheeks, she sheathed his cockhead in hot juicy flesh and began to suck noisily and greedily.

"Oh yeah, honey, that's great," Bob moaned.

He felt her velvety hot mouth all around the sensitive and swollen head of his prick, suctioning out the hot cream, and he closed his eyes and just went with the pleasure. His cock was on fire, his balls swollen almost to the bursting point. He was glad now that he hadn't passed up this adventure.

As for Darla, she felt she was very close to her goal. All the things they'd done to each other had been fun, and she'd especially loved his pussy-eating and tongue-fucking. But what she wanted most was to fuck him. She'd worked very hard to achieve that.

She just wondered why grown-up men struggled and protested so much. They always ended up doing it anyway.

"Mmmmmm, unnhhhhh," she moaned, sucking up more of his tasty hot juice.

"Kid," he rasped, "that's terrific. But I gotta warn you, I'm about to come."

"Thanks for the warning, Bob," Darla said, suddenly letting his cock snap from her lips.

He grinned at her. "How you gonna finish me off?" he asked. "With your hand?"

"Nope," she chirped. "I'm gonna do it this way."

She moved so fast, she took him off guard. She hopped up and straddled him, her knees hugging his hips tightly, her moist cuntslit poised right above his stiff-standing cock. Then she plunged her hips down hard.

"Unnnnhhh," she gasped.

"Oh, hey, no, aaaggghhh!" Bob cried.

The crazy kid was sitting down on his cock, impaling herself on the long thick column of prick meat. She did it so fast, Bob wasn't able to stop her. The next thing he knew, his prick was encased in her deliciously tiny and slippery pussy hole.

"Oh, shit it's big," she breathed.

"Darla, damn it, get off!" Bob groaned.

"Uh-uh," she panted.

She worked her cream-slick cunt down farther and farther around his rigid cock. Then only his balls were showing, and she was totally skewered on his thick prick. Bob almost shot his load. He'd never been into a cunt this tight.

"Come on, Bob, move," she whimpered, "fuck me!"

Bob had another baffle with his cock, and this time he lost. He just couldn't pass up a chance like this. It was like all his horny fantasies come true, a cock-hungry girl begging him to fuck her. Hell, he was only human.

"Okay, kid," he growled, "if that's what you want, here goes."

He reached up and held her by the waist. He started working his steel-hard cock inside her. Darla gasped and whimpered, and he could tell he was doing it too hard. His cock was so engorged, and her pussy was so tiny.

"Darla," he groaned, "you're not a virgin, are you?"

"Oh, no, of course not," she panted.

But she didn't tell him that she'd only had one fuck before this. She wasn't going to act like a scared little kid. His prick felt enormous to her, practically splitting her tiny cunt, but she was going to ride it out.

To her relief, Bob slowed down a little. He fucked her in deep slow thrusts, and she really liked that. She soaked his prick with hot, floods of cream, and that made his fucking slicker and easier.

"Oh, yeah, that's good," she gurgled. "I really like that."

Bob groaned. He wanted to fuck into her like a crazed animal. But he didn't want to hurt her. He managed to control himself, bringing her along slowly and patiently. When he felt her sizzling cream squirting all over his cock, he knew he was doing the right thing.

Gradually she got over her fright. His cock didn't seem too big now. She was riding it with gurgles and squeals of pleasure, and she was creaming steadily. Bob tried speeding up a little, and she seemed to like that, too.

"Unnnhhh, yeah, fuck it to me, honey!" she moaned. "That feels so nice."

It felt more than nice to Bob. It was one of the best fucks he'd ever had. He loved feeling her tiny, greedy cunt suck and tug at his cock meat. He loved watching her get more and more aroused. He just wondered how long he could hold back his climax.

He just had to fuck her faster. It was driving him crazy to go slow. He speeded up again, and she squealed with excitement. She creamed so hard that the molten juice overflowed her pussy and gushed down her legs.